I just want to be on your mind… sometimes

[Intro] Mmm… [Verse 1] I drove past your street again today, Didn’t stop, just let the memory stay. The light was doing something with the leaves, The kind of thing I know that you would see. I didn’t call. I didn’t need to. I just smiled and let the moment be. Because wanting less than everything from you Is the most I’ve ever grown to be. [Pre-Chorus] I’ve got my own life, my own long way home, My own kind of beautiful and my own kind of alone. I’m not asking you to save me, I’m not standing in the rain. I just want a small and honest place In the back of your brain. [Chorus] I just want to be on your mind sometimes, Like a song you can’t remember but you hum it anyway. I just want to be on your mind sometimes, Not the whole sky, just a little bit of light before the grey. You don’t have to say my name out loud, You don’t have to make the time. I just want to be on your mind sometimes, Sometimes is enough for mine. [Verse 2] I remember what your laugh did to a room, How you’d read the last page first and never tell the truth about it. How you took your coffee wrong on purpose, How you cried at things you thought were too small to cry about. I carry you the way you carry A particular slant of afternoon light, Something you can’t name, can’t frame, can’t hold, But you’d know it anywhere. You’d know it anywhere. [Pre-Chorus] I’m not asking you to love me like it costs you anything, I’m not asking you to carry me through every suffering. I just want to be the reason For a quiet smile you can’t explain, A wondering that passes through And doesn’t leave a stain. [Chorus] I just want to be on your mind sometimes, Like a song you can’t remember but you hum it anyway. I just want to be on your mind sometimes, Not the whole sky, just a little bit of light before the grey. You don’t have to say my name out loud, You don’t have to make the time. I just want to be on your mind sometimes, Sometimes is enough for mine. [Bridge] Here is the thing I never said out loud, The thing that lived behind my teeth for years. I used to think that love was measured By how much someone stayed. By how loud, how close, how certain, How much of themselves they gave. But you were the one who taught me That a thing can be true and still be free. That you can love someone completely And need nothing back to let it be. So when they ask me if I miss you, I tell them yes, but not the way they mean. Not desperate. Not unraveling. Just the way you miss a season, Knowing it will come around again. Knowing even gone things Leave their color on the world. [Verse 3] It’s been longer now than I expected. The way time moves when someone isn’t there. I still reach for things to tell you, Still find your name inside a stranger’s stare. And I used to think that was a wound, Some proof that I was stuck or incomplete. But lately I’ve been thinking That the reaching is the thing, That love without a destination Is the deepest love there is to bring. [Final Pre-Chorus] So here is what I know now, What all of this has slowly taught me true, The only love worth having Is the kind that doesn’t ask to own you. And if I live inside a corner Of the quiet country of your mind, Then something that I gave to this world Made it through. Made it through. [Final Chorus] I just want to be on your mind sometimes, Like a song you can’t remember but you hum it anyway. I just want to be on your mind sometimes, Not the whole sky, just a little bit of light before the grey. You don’t have to say my name out loud, You don’t have to make the time. I just want to be on your mind sometimes, Sometimes is enough for mine. [Outro] And here is the part I didn’t see coming, The part that stopped me in my tracks. I’ve been so busy asking If I live inside your mind at all, I forgot to notice, I forgot to notice, You’ve been living inside mine Every single day. Every. Single. Day. Maybe that’s how it works. Maybe that’s the whole thing. You think of me and I think of you And neither of us knows And the love just floats there Between two people Quiet as a held breath Real as anything. Sometimes is not nothing. Sometimes is everything. Sometimes is the whole, beautiful story. [End]